Max stood as his wolf fell. He was berserk. He drew both swords and charged the attacker. He struck the man in the face with the pommel of his ninjato, breaking his nose. with a mighty roar max beat the man and knocked him to the ground. HE drove his blades into the mans shoulders to pin him and began to stomp on his pelvis until his felt it snap beneath his steel toed boot. He dimly heard the mans cries of agony and his pleas for mercy, but Max could not care, he was an animal. He grabbed the man and pulled him up the swords until he reached the cross guards and slammed him back down on the ground hard enough to shatter a rib. Max twisted his swords out of the mans wounds and stomped his chest again. "STAY!!!!" He snarled and ran back to Lupa. He wrapped his shirt around the wolf and carried her back to camp.
He laid the wolf by the fire and grabbed Avery's hand and made her hold the shirt on Lupa's wound. He ran back to the man and picked up the man. His arms dangling by the bones having been stripped of flesh from Max's removing his swords. He carried him to the camp and dropped him by the fire. Max kicked him in the head one more time and set down by the dog again. he took time to look at the wound. "A through and through she will be fine." He began to stitch her up.